Transfer Request

Chapter 10

As soon as I walk through my door, I throw my shoes towards the door and flop onto my bed. I was too tired to bother with taking my makeup off, but I knew I would be paying for that in the morning. I close my eyes but I do not immediately fall asleep. Instead, my mind is full of thoughts about Hotch. I don't understand how a man like that, someone so professional and smart, can be such an infuriating prick. Too tired to think anymore, I allow myself to fall asleep.

"Look at me when I talk to you, Y/n." He tips up my chin with his finger. "Tell me what you want from me."

"I want you to touch me, sir." I hear him chuckle darkly from above me.

"You can do better than that, my dear."

"I want you to touch my pussy, Daddy", I say before biting my lip.

"See, you can be a good girl if you try. You just need Daddy to remind you of your manners"

He trails one hand down my body, over my stomach and down to my center. His fingers dip between my legs, stroking over my sensitive clit. I roll my hips against his hand, needing more than what he was giving me.

"Is this what you want, darling? To waste my time by riding my hand when you could ask me to fuck you?", he asks teasingly.

"No, sir. I'm sorry, sir", I whimper.

"Don't be sorry, Y/n. It's not your fault that you're a confused little girl. That's why it's my job to take care of you."

I lean into his touch as he strokes my head gently, a sharp contrast to his humiliating words. He laces his fingers in my hair and kisses me. The kiss isn't rough, but he is clearly in control. His fingers momentarily leave my pussy to pull my hips flush with his. I gasp at the feeling of his hardness through his pants, but any noise I made was drowned out by the heat of the kiss. He breaks the kiss but does not pull away, still only an inch of space between our lips.

"Say it, Y/n"

"Fuck me, Daddy."